25 - Revelation
Talon stood on the edge of the rocky coastline and watched as his wife gingerly made her way toward the water. Barefoot and nude, except for the long, golden gossamer scarf she"d wound around her neck, she walked along the rocks until she reached the edge. There, the crashing waves shot foam into the air, drenching her almost immediately. But she didn"t feel the cold droplets. Not when her skin glistened from its application of warming oil.
Æquana glanced over at him with a loving smile, then slowly unwrapped the material and held it up until the wind caught it. Taking it from her fingers with delicate care, to let it land on the moist sand several yards away, near his feet.
From where he was, he could observe the fullness of her hips as she lowered herself into the wate
